I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

Chapter 150

Silence enveloped the car, and the atmosphere grew heavy. Isabella

moistened her lips. Her voice emerged, husky from her parched throat. “No.”

Seth anticipated her response. He warmed up slightly, and he brushed his

fingers across the steering wheel. “I observed your performance throughout

the entire time you were in the conference room.”

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Isabella felt a tremor in her soul. She tried to recall everything she had said

that afternoon. All the things she had said just to spite Angelina now became

her own punishment, biting her in the rear.

“I had no idea you were so… ambitious,” Seth continued mercilessly.

Isabella closed her eyes and opened her mouth, but she couldn’t utter a

word. She didn’t even need to watch the surveillance footage to know that

she had put on a perfect act for Angelina, and everything she had said was

ambitious.

Seth pulled over by the roadside and listed out all of Isabella’s actions,

tormenting her. “Your resignation and refusal to continue your contract were

just a ploy to gain my attention?” He rolled down the window and leisurely

rested his hand on the edge. With his other hand, he opened the glovebox

and retrieved a packet of cigarettes.

Isabella remained lying on the seat. She could hear Seth smoking, and she

imagine what he looked like. She said nothing,

cigarette smoke was scorching her skin, burning her. She felt

who had a crush on a boy, only for her crush to find out about

feelings and reject her.

felt as if he was saying, “Sorry, we’re not

tough, she still couldn’t easily

said those things on purpose as a

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an excuse. No

Seth.

her

You have nothing to be afraid of. You’ve

to herself, Isabella slowly got up from

mirror and met her

would kill to be the wife of the

president’s wife… Seth frowned, something

witnessed in the afternoon and

conversation explicitly stated Isabella wanted to be Mrs. Shaffer,

the president’s wife.

side for five years and tended

me to and never left you. Even if you

me not to fall for you.” Isabella

and praised Seth to

seat. Some

appear relaxed. Isabella tried to guess what he was

his head.

playing hard to get. Sometimes my mind snaps out of

calmly.

are

fake, but the last

sounded genuine. Seth

said the last part of that sentence,

Gordon had said in the morning. That idiot

me to hold you back